A coffee/tea shop. That's where the wind led us- oh the aroma!
Squealing, I hastily walked up to the counter with a trailing Liam behind me. The cashire boy eyed me lustfully but I barely noticed as my eyes scanned the menu.
"Can I help you?" The cashire asked with a wink. Odd...
"I'll have a..." Biting my lip, I looked over the menu once more before placing my order. "A english breakfast tea, with extra sugar, milk, and some whipped cream on top. Oh a small too, please!" Satisfied with my order, I walked over to a table as Liam ordered his drink.
Looking down, I paid no attention the him as he sat in the seat in front of me with both our drinks. "Thank you. When do I pay him?"
"No need, I already did- but your welcome." Winking, Liam took a sip of his tea and looked out the window next to us. Finally, I resumed looking at my phone.
After sixteen minutes of pleasant silence, some laughs, and lots and lots of drinking our tea, I awkwardly excused myself to the bathroom. Approaching the door, I felt an arm grope my waist pulling me out the emergency exit in the back. Forcefully, I was pushed into the brisk cold air, and turning around with my famous confused look, was confronted with the cashire boy- oh course.
"Oh god..."
The boy chuckled while biting his lip and looking me over.
"Keep doing that, and I swear your eyeballs are going to fall out of your head."
"I don't care." He chuckled while continuing.
Silently I looked to side and at the gravel ground and whispered, 'it's probably the only balls you'll ever have so...'
Without a second glance, I was through against the fence behind me- his body on mine- his lips... on mine. Gross.
I was pinned in an awkward position and my arms caught in the fence, enabling me from moving. My last thought before everything started to get bad was 'Help.'
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Screams. Pictures. Cries. Unicorns. Punches. Love.
How can such a pleasant dream be filled with such horrible movements? The truth of the matter is, I wasn't dreaming, but was lying on a rock solid ground that was freezing my body numb. While hitting my head when I came crashing down to the ground, I blacked out only to hear those noises and still manage to make it to La La Land. Joy!
Arms gripped around my still-too-numb waist, hoisting me off and soon into a warm coffee shop filled with noises. Even through the thickness of my closed eyelids, I could heavily feel the stares on my appearance.
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Every few minutes, I would be rocked a bit by the picking up of my slipping figure from the mystery guy's appearance- I guess the cashire boy wants to take me home. Not taking it slow, obviously...
Once again, I was set down on platform, yet this one felt like a wooden bench. Humming surrounded me and instantly I know who it was- Liam. His soft rhythms filled the cold silence, striving for me to open my eyes- yet I knew I couldn't. Before long, everything was soundless and black.
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Plush, soft, comfy, all the above- heaven it felt like. I was possibly too young to die but the feeling of this was too good that it didn't even matter anymore. The stresses of work, boyfriends... if you'd like to call him that, friends... not that I have any, bosses, love, sugar and spice and everything nice, can do this to a person.
My body jostled a bit as I tried to change positions- finally I had movement in my bones again! The only problem was, where was I?
"Well, I see someone's doing better."
"Hmm..." I moaned while trying to open my eyes which still felt heavy.
"Careful now, don't want to get up anymore and strain yourself."
"Okay..." I replied, although my voice was hardly as audiable as a whisper is.
"Bekah, what happened back there? I found you getting like... beaten up by that guy. Are you okay?"
Memories of what happened flashed back into my mind. If only I was getting beaten up by a random cashire- that'd be so much less painful! And yet it still didn't occur to me how he figured out I had lied to him about my name... wait. If he knows my real name - which only my boss and Jason know - than why hasn't he turned me in as a missing person yet? Oh who cares... I'm tired. Everything... everything can wait for another time...
"I'm fine. Just tired, that's all."
"Alright..." His voice sounded unsure, but I knew he didn't want to press. "Well, a Jake, I think, was calling for you- a lot."
At this, my eyes rocketed open and my heart rate increased. Due to the fact that I didn't answer my 'perfect boyfriend' 's calls, he was going to be angry- and we all know what happened when he wasn't really angry last night...
The whites of my eyes were like snow in a dessert- obviously standing out- and I shot up off the bed trying to find my phone. Unfortunately, I tripped in the process and ended up falling flat on my face.
"Bekah! Are you okay?!"
"Fine, I just need my phone."
Carefully he handed it off to me from the nightstand that was next to the bed. Smooth Bekah, smooth.
Thanking him, I flooded to a different room, while trying to maintain my composure. This was going to be one hell of a talk...
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A Simple "Hello"
Fanfiction"I love you for all that you are, all that you have been, and all you're yet to be." Love led her to a life incognito that she never asked for. He wasn't incognito, but they each had their secrets. Liam Payne was just a simple guy, Bekah was a com...
